"Papa! Moma wants to see you!" The little red haired girl called.
"She says it's important!" The boy with a mix of brown and red hair yelled as well.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." He ran to the living room, where she sat, her leg propped up on a pillow.
"You wanted to see me?" He held a worried expression.
"Yeah, Saeran.. The doctor said my leg should heal soon. I can walk now, but not run. You don't have to take care of me anymore."
He chuckled, smiling softly. "But I have to."
"What do you mean?"
"I married you. We have children. I swore I would take care of you. I'd carry you anywhere if you needed it."
She smiled, and kissed his cheek. "Well then, I'll keep that in mind."
He smiled and pet her softly. "Get better, kitty."
She smiled, and fell asleep.

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